Prophecies: The Grey

In the Process

I didn't ever want to be his project partner, the teacher just made it happen. So, him over at my new house is weird because we aren't dating anymore. It seems this project is hard. We have to do it on science. And we are not allowed to pick any topic. It has to be a specific. Something dealing with volcanoes. We have to build a one foot high, two feet wide model of a volcano. The hardest part, I think, is we have to make it explode. And we cannot use baking powder to do it. We have to find another chemical that will cause an explosion. The volcano has to be colored right and the lava has to look real and like it is actually hot. So, I guess we have to make steam happen, too.

"We should build it out of clay," Damon said, breaking the dead silence. I nodded my head, trying to ignore him even though I know I can't. It's not worth the bad grade. "And we should put it in one of those oven things and bake it, so it is hard. So when we paint it, it won't be so fragile and soft." 

I sighed and stared at him, "Either way it is going to be fragile." I say, "If it's not cooked, it'll be too soft, and if it is cooked, it can break if we accidentally drop it or hit something to it." Damon sighed and glanced at his hand, and stared at the lap top that sat on the bed in front of us both. 

It feels weird being on the same bed as Damon. Since we are broken up and all. 

Once we were done sorting things out for our project, Damon left. My mom didn't say anything, though. Until she was sure he was gone. My mom sighed and walked over to me. "Damon moved here with you? Does he love you that much? He's a really good guy. And the luck of you both being part--"

"Mom!" I raised my voice, "Please. Stop! We broke up." I sighed and stared at the wall with no contact with my mom. "He came because..." the words faded and I didn't say anything more. I stopped because I found myself crying again. Why do I keep crying? Maybe because the guy I loved so much with all my life turned his back on me a bit me, I thought. 

For a few seconds, there was a silence. "Oh, honey. I am so sorry" She went in for a hug, but I backed away quickly. I didn't feel like any close contact. Not right now, at least. Not even from my own mom. She frowned and backed away slowly. "I get it, Jade. You don't want to talk about it." she sighed, "You'll ease into it, trust me." 

 Suddenly, I turned my back to her and ran up the stairs going to my bedroom. My new room. I slammed the door shut behind me and I let my back slid down the door. Soon enough, my butt was on the floor and the tears dripping down my face were hitting my knees. My head on my knees. I was crying more than I have since the attack/break-up. 

I was thinking about the wonderful, and happy times I spent with Damon. When I loved him. When we were happy and I didn't know what he was. What I was going to be...

We were holding each other in each other’s arms. I sat by him for close to an hour and I watched him convince me he had loved me. He was someone I held in my arms and he showed me my life. And what I could do and the skills I will have. And now, I realize, he was telling me I was going to have skills. Werewolf skills...

Still sitting on the floor, I realized I never wanted to get up. Ever. I want to stay here alone. With no one to bother me. I never want to fall for love again. I never want to feel what I felt with Damon. I know, staying down here won't do any good. But, too me, that's all crap. Because, seeing him, makes it harder for me to live. Not seeing him is my best option. But I can't avoid him, not when I have him as a partner, and he is in more than half of my classes.

As days go on, I get weaker and my heart is more wounded. Every day, seeing him, makes it harder. I would have thought I was over him and I would forget about him. But, I'm not. I have not forgotten about him. He has only been in my thoughts more. 

Why did he ruin it? Why did he have to turn around and bite me? If he hadn't, he would have still had me. I would have still been in love. I would rather have not known and dated him, then break up with the guy I love and be bitten. It would have been easier. On both me and him. 

Another topic comes to mind. A few days ago, I saw mom's drugs. But I am not sure if she uses them, but who else would have used them? A Friend? Unlikely. 

Finally, I got up and faced what was to come. I have to tell my mom I found those pills. She has to know I know what she is doing to herself. I walked downstairs and my mom was still in the kitchen. She was cooking dinner, steak and potatoes. But that's not the point. The point is, she is doing drugs. 

"Mom," I said keeping a glaze at my hands. "I saw the pills." I told her. I took a deep breath and exhaled deeply, and then looked at her eyes. "The drugs. Are you doing drugs? Mom! You should know that is killing you! You can't do that to yourself. You've been lying to me this whole time. You made me think you were perfect, but I was always wrong. Behind my back, you've been doing drugs. And with who? Your doctor?"

"Jade!" she yelled, "Now, you know that is not true! Those pills aren't mine-"

"Oh, yeah?" I interrupted. "Then whose are they?" I asked furious. I was trying to forget about Damon, and that is mostly why I came down here and yelled at her. To make myself feel better, I guess?

Mom lowered her eyes in shame. The hidden meaning; the pills are hers. Not anyone else's. What is she doing? "Look, sweetie, you shouldn't get into this. You'll just make things worse." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. I ran outside and walked on the side-walk. I need some air. I need to think.  

As I walked, I could feel the wind soaring and the dirt flying around. I ignored it, though. I walked and walked. Until finally, I sat down, leaning my back against a wall. But I am sure no one lives in the building I am leaning against.

I can never go home again. Well, at least, I don't want to. I just can’t deal with all that is going on anymore. It's too much...

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